“Do you want me to go?” Molly asks when I finally read the family group text about the meeting at the family house tonight.
“No. I’ll go.”
“I could easily take Peyton, and Josh is old enough to stay by himself.”
I hold up my phone. “Did you not see the text? No kids.”
She rolls her eyes and sighs. “Nikki doesn’t always put things very nicely. And knowing everyone, they won’t pay attention to that anyway.”
If Molly wasn’t already attached to our family because she’s Nikki’s best friend, I’d be afraid she’d want to run away from me and my crazy family at some point.
“Come upstairs.” I tug on her sweater and nod toward the staircase.
“I’m making dinner.”
“Josh!” I yell.
No answer.
“He’s playing video games with his friends. Leave him be.”
She puts the spoon to my lips, and I do tha
